If you go looking for something,
You'll find it.
So as I shuffle through my personal belongings,
Reminisce about my first period of time,
Away from home and all on my own,
I run across our picture today.
So what does it mean?
When flashbacks to these times
Make me smile,
Make me laugh,
Even make me cry?
How did you go from being plastered on my wall?
To hidden in a drawer.
There's the saying that,
Sometimes the answer is right in front of you,
You just have to open your eyes.
So, I'm staring at this picture,
Analyzing how we moved from that,
To this whole new picture painted,
Of what we have to be,
What we're supposed to be.
How do I ignore all current signs
To change my current situation.
Is it really possible that these pictures,
Were really our reality?
Are these friendships really broken,
If so, when did we reach our expiration date?
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